My all time favorite worst lyric comes from Emerson Like and Palmer and the classic Taste of My Love from Love Beach:

Ohhh, you look so hungry woman
how come you strayed in here with your eyes so bright
on this long hot night.
Could it be for a taste of my love
Down on your knees with your face to the wall
Saying please please please.

My friend said I should call
well I do feel lonely woman
And to tell the truth , I could use some company
to come closer to me.
Help yourself to a taste of my love.

Call up room service, order peaches and cream
I like my desert first - if you know what I mean.
Yeah, taste it , taste it, taste it
Around the maze of pleasure to the gates of pain,
you're driving me insane.

Take all you need from the taste of my love
I want to love you like nobody ever loved you
Get on my stallion and we'll ride.
I want to hold you and enfold you beyond reason
I want to dynamite your mind with love tonight.
Go down gently with your face to the east
The sun may be rising but we haven't finished the beast.

Ohhh, you still look hungry woman
I'm glad your came in here with your eyes so bright,
on this long hot night
You need love - I need love, here it comes , the taste of my love.

I'm gonna love you like nobody ever loved you
climb on my rocket and we'll fly.
Over the moon past the sun till we find
the gates of heaven open wide for lovers
I'm gonna love you like nobody ever loved you
climb on my rocket and we'll fly.

night_tools wrote:Today I heard what I assume is the new Nickelback single. It's all over the Radio 1 and 2 playlists.

My heart jumped into my throat when I read the words "new Nickelback single", but that song's been out several years now. Maybe it just now made it over there, lucky you....

I recall the Steely Dan song "Kid Charlemagne." I actually like the lyrics in this song, however they contain this gem...(highlighted below). I don't think it's a re-post, though I didn't really look through the early pages.

While the music played you worked by candlelight
Those San Francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl
You turned it on the world
That's when you turned the world around
Did you feel like Jesus
Did you realize
That you were a champion in their eyes
On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home
Every A-Frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You'd go to L.A. on a dare
And you'd go it alone
Could you live forever
Could you see the day
Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away

CHORUS:
Get along, get along Kid Charlemagne
Get along Kid Charlemagne

Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those dayglow freaks who used to paint the face
They've joined the human race
Some things will never change
Son you were mistaken
You are obsolete
Look at all the white men on the street

CHORUS

Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scale
Just get them all out of here
IS THERE GAS IN THE CAR?
YES, THERE'S GAS IN THE CAR
I think the people down the hall
Know who you are

Careful what you carry
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes

CHORUS

can i please nominate anything by Black Lace, The Wonderstuff and also Muskrat Love by Captain and Tenille? yes? thanks a lot.

daniel robert chapman wrote:

This is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must’ve done it half a dozen times

That's four whole times the singer from Nickelback sure showed the fucking man, man.

Yeah, that's what makes it so twatty, isn't it?

"Ummmmm, excuse me? Actually it was SIX times, not two..."

lemur68 wrote:

night_tools wrote:Today I heard what I assume is the new Nickelback single. It's all over the Radio 1 and 2 playlists.

My heart jumped into my throat when I read the words "new Nickelback single", but that song's been out several years now. Maybe it just now made it over there, lucky you....

Yeah, I guess so. I've heard it maybe four or five times in the last week. Maybe it's in some crappy film or something?

bomberz1qr20 wrote:Can't think of a song? Write a song about writing a song.

Asshole.

How about making a movie about a filmmaker who has no ideas for his movie?

It worked for Fellini. 8½ is widely considered to be one of the greatest movies of all time. Then again, 8½ was a comedy. Perhaps therein lies the difference.

Sorry if it was posted already but my day with the light country station yesterday exposed me to a whole new world of bullshit


American Girls and American Guys
We'll always stand up and salute
We'll always recognize
When we see Old Glory Flying
There's a lot of men dead
So we can sleep in peace at night
When we lay down our head

My daddy served in the army
Where he lost his right eye
But he flew a flag out in our yard
Until the day that he died
He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me
To grow up and live happy
In the land of the free.

Now this nation that I love
Has fallen under attack
A mighty sucker punch came flyin' in
From somewhere in the back
Soon as we could see clearly
Through our big black eye
Man, we lit up your world
Like the 4th of July

Hey Uncle Sam
Put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty
Started shakin' her fist
And the eagle will fly
Man, it's gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom
Start ringin' her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue

Justice will be served
And the battle will rage
This big dog will fight
When you rattle his cage
And you'll be sorry that you messed with
The U.S. of A.
'Cause we'll put a boot in your ass
It's the American way

Hey Uncle Sam
Put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty
Started shakin' her fist
And the eagle will fly
Man, it's gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom
Start ringin' her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue

All of the lyrics on Rancid's "Out Come The Wolves" are pretty awful to my taste. Here's "She's Automatic".


The way that she moves
Well I was aroused, impowered, impassioned by every move
It's so cold outside, we need a place to hide
Go into the club to thaw out for the night

She's automatic, so automatic
The way that she moves, the way that she moves
She's automatic, so automatic
The way she moves

The situation was tricky, I was feeling so proud
The bass and the drums, the music so loud
She asked me if I would stand by her side
Like glue that I would till the end of the night

She's automatic, so automatic
The way that she moves, the way that she moves
She's automatic, so automatic
The way she moves

My head was spinnin' a million miles an hour
The chance I was takin', I get anxious around her
She put her head on my shoulder, I started to hold her
Swingin' and swayin' the morning began

She's automatic, so automatic
The way that she moves, the way that she moves
She's automatic, so automatic
The way she moves

I say the way she moves, yeah
I say the way she moves, yeah
I say the way she moves

Guthrie wrote:I recall the Steely Dan song "Kid Charlemagne." I actually like the lyrics in this song, however they contain this gem...(highlighted below). I don't think it's a re-post, though I didn't really look through the early pages.

While the music played you worked by candlelight
Those San Francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl
You turned it on the world
That's when you turned the world around
Did you feel like Jesus
Did you realize
That you were a champion in their eyes
On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home
Every A-Frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You'd go to L.A. on a dare
And you'd go it alone
Could you live forever
Could you see the day
Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away

CHORUS:
Get along, get along Kid Charlemagne
Get along Kid Charlemagne

Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those dayglow freaks who used to paint the face
They've joined the human race
Some things will never change
Son you were mistaken
You are obsolete
Look at all the white men on the street

CHORUS

Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scale
Just get them all out of here
IS THERE GAS IN THE CAR?
YES, THERE'S GAS IN THE CAR
I think the people down the hall
Know who you are

Careful what you carry
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes

CHORUS

Good catch, although I'm sure Owlsley Stanley (the song's protagonist) did have a legitimate concern about getting caught by The Man if he had to stop for gas while fleeing. There was no pay-at-the-pump in those days...

Christopher Cross Sailing lyrics

It's not far down to paradise
At least it's not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away
And find tranquility
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
It's not far to never never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right you can find the joy
Of innocence again
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
Sailing
Takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
Fantasy
It gets the best of me
When I'm sailing
All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Won't you believe me
It's not far back to sanity
At least it's not for me
And when the wind is right you can sail away
And find serenity
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me